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I’ve been dreading for this day to come. The day I would return to this blog after the incident that whilst feeling sad I view as an epic failure.
I’m not going to take the course, the one I described as yoga/art/spiritual and so on (that I was looking forward to so much). It just didn’t fit in my life right now, yeah right, it actually did! But the stress that came around like remembering to make lunch for the next day or wake up on time to take the bus didn’t fit in at all. I got stressed.
I’m in a place of my recovering, mind you, where I’m completely in need of peace and no stress. Ideally I would never have to become exposed to stress again, but in this world that is next to impossible. I will never be exposed to it in the same way again though, that’s for sure, that is something I’m not going to let happen again.
With getting that off my chest I wanted to show you what I crafted today. I made this cute headdress to celebrate the fact that autumn is almost, well kind of here!
…since I last wrote here.
I really don’t know what made me not blog during this past month, I guess I’ve been having enough things going on with myself so that might be why I didn’t blog. I don’t know, time flies.
Tomorrow another chapter of my life begins. (Note to self: not a new life, just a new chapter, you’ve only gotten one life) I will be going to a yoga/art/spiritual/music course in a beautiful place in the countryside/forest that will occupy my time up until December. Feels good. I try not to think of it as scary neither imagine terrible things happen. A bit nervous anyhow, I’m currently waiting for a email from the course leader with answers on some questions I have.
I don’t know what else to write right now, might write later today or later this week. Thank you for reading!
Greetings! Welcome to the faerieland.
Today I’ve been creating outfits, mostly whimsical ones. Yesterday I played around with nature themed outfits. Like the one below
Today I’ve been playing around with my other more colourful whimsical clothes. I opened my eyes to some different ways to style my outfits, with lace shirts, basic tank tops and t shirts!
It was super fun and I think it’s a treat for the eyes, to look at so many details and colours!
I just crafted a really nice candleholder and I wanted to make a mini tutorial for you.
Things you need: small branches, a glass jar, a glue gun and some gluesticks.
1. Start out with heating up your gluegun. Meanwhile, break the branches into smaller pieces, fitting them onto the glass jar.
2. Now it’s time to glue them on!
3. Put a candle inside and light it. You’re done!
/ Viola Whimsical
Hi and welcome back to faerieland!
Yesterday late at night I decided to create a new background theme for myself everywhere on the internet. I think it looks great even though I now notice some errors, but I don’t care cause nothing is perfect so why should my header be perfect? 🙂
I’m just going to drop all my social media names and links down below, so you know where I am active
Youtube- ViolaWhimsical https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCTrlTxFzc0ygeu4wgOQL7Kg
Hello and welcome back to the faerieland!
Today I’ve been to the post office and recieved a very fun package, my first icy doll! I made a very quick unboxing of her that you can watch below.
Later on I went to my friend Noah to hang out for most of the day, I ended up feeling really tired so they where nice and gave me a ride home. I just got back in from planting my pretty plants which where crammed into small pots before, they wanted to get into some bigger pots to grow even more. How I love plants. They’re amazing that’s for sure! I’m not super educated on planting yet but I’ll learn more and more since I love it, I feel like It’s spiritual preparing and taking care of a little life like that.
My garden is growing more and more as well, the sunflowers and pumpkins are literally sprouting with life. I also watered them. I don’t really have much more to say right now, so I guess I’m done for now. Have a great time until next time!
Hello you beautiful people.
As I’m writing this It’s the end of the 13th of July but the post is probably going to get published tomorrow since I started wrting just now and the clock is 23.30.
I thought I would share my thoughts that I had the other day, which I wrote down and It applies to today and all other days as well, not just that day when I took notes of my thoughts.
Since I first got sick, I’ve gradually become a more fearful person.
I mean I’m going to be upfront with you all, I’ve always been a very anxious person who never really understood the world. It’s not that long ago that I actually came to accept it, trying to live in it, nowadays feeling like I’ve found the key to how I’m going to deal with it. If you don’t know what I’m talking about then check this post and then come back.
I think that it would be quite logic when you’ve been through hard shit your mind start to wobble and switch things around, trying to find a way to save you from more danger or spare you pain. I feel like that would be good sometimes, but not all the time. Let me give you an example,
Last autumn, when it was super beautiful outside in nature I started having these vivid dreams about elks appearing close to me and/or attacking me. I’ve seen many elks before in my life pretty close up, in fact I even saw a ”herd” of them when there was elk hunting here in Sweden a couple of years ago not long from where I was standing.
Anyway, back to the subject before I forget and go on and on about my vivid dreams…
I LOVE autumn and I LOVE going to the forest even more that season BUT, I couldn’t for the life of me get out and walk in it because I was so afraid. Sometimes this fear still comes back to me for a while and I can’t go to the forest. I really do respect those beautiful animals, they’re very big and powerful creatures. My mind is always analyzing every single detail so my brain started taking my dreams as an actual truth and wouldn’t let me out to the forest. It’s not me analyzing that is bad I think, I’m built that way, It’s when the analyzing takes over and limits you on your daily basis that is bad.
I’ve so gotten submissive to these bad thoughts about everything, that everything dangerous is going to happen to me, that everything IS a bit or very dangerous, that I’m a worthless human being and so on. There has been times when I’ve felt like I want to stay inside since I’ve felt so scared to go outside. Thank you brain, it’s probably just you trying to help me (not the latter written though…) but the line has been crossed so long ago that I don’t recordnize those days by myself when I wasn’t controlled by you !
The thing is we CAN’T sheild ourselves from exactly everything. Then we all would miss out on so many great things.
I dislike big cities, so I will not go to the big cities if I don’t have to. And that’s good, don’t force yourself into hard situations if it’s not important to you or if you don’t have to! Bad is when daily activites get unachievable or dreams get crushed because of your fears.
And now, whilst being the most stable I’ve been in a few years, I’ve started to work on that part. I’m healing and guiding my brain. Reprogramming if you will perhaps. I’m having this concept in my head called ”The white and black bird”, where it’s basically the light vs darkness which is kind of a shallow concept to be honest (if I where to be picky, with dark always being bad and light always good etc.) but whatever cause it works! The white bird is supposed to help me from the black bird who is hurting me.
One of the most amazing feelings ever has gotten to be you feeling like you’re changing yourself for the good and that it’s truly working. To have control over your life and own thoughts!
Now I need to go to sleep. Thank you for reading.
Be kind to yourselves!
I can feel the change in the air, especially so clear today.
I feel like a strong force today. I’m a bit angry. I feel like throwing away all my shit. Just live in my room without any clutter. Throw away all my non nature inspired clothes and just live in my oversized dresses and skirts.
I took my daily walk, only much earlier than I usally walk, and It was amazing. I totally forgot how amazing it is to walk early in the morning. I feel so connected to mother nature. At the same time as I felt really connected to nature I felt so disconnected to mankind. I often think long and hard on this subject. Why is mankind so hateful? So false? So vain? So disrespectful? The list is goes on and on. It is so clear to me today, I mean, it kind of always is in the back of my head but it was so very clear today. I will not participate. In fact, I refuse. I will live in the forest in a cottage, go to work and do grocery shopping and run other errands like going to the bank and to my psychologist in a town, but that’s it. I’ve totally had it.
The world is cruel and I’m sensitive and I don’t recordnize the way most people aspires to live their life. I have no intentions of ever living in a big town, climbing the status ladder, owning expensive brand shit and having a high status job, on concrete streets filled with ”everything you need”.
No. In fact It doesn’t have everything I need. I need trees, I need fresh air, I need flowers. I need brooks and wilderness. I need SPACE.
I feel like when I was younger I watched this kind of life from a far distance, dreaming of it, seeing it from a small town person perspective. Very exotic. And I always got told that everyone is so much more openminded in the cities, that’s what really attracted me. Then I went to school in a greater city, got sick from all the stress and unnatural inviroments. The city and all It’s competitive humans drained all my energy. I realised I didn’t fit in after all.
My much more quicker recovery than expected depended a lot on getting back to the daily forest walks and runs when I returned home.
When I get healthy enough to work, I’m going to save as much as I can to pursue my dream of living in the forest. Without stress, without interacting with too many humans. Just with those people who I’ve chosen to getting to be a apart of my life.
I get more sensitive for each day. I never watch the news for example. It breaks my heart. The time has come. The storm has passed. I need to get my life together. Get healthy in both my mental and physical state, which I’m well on my way to being. Getting my drivers license, get a job and off we go. Into the forest, away from this cruel world, and into my own that I’ve cultivated.
Ohh, how I long for that day, when I’m sitting in my cottage, in the middle of the forest.
Best of wishes,
I’d like to write about something fun.
Fashion! (must resist urge to burst out singing along to the tune of fashion by David Bowie)
To me It’s always been so much more than just wearing what you think looks good, something much deeper. I’ve always felt an urge to express myself through different mediums, like drawing, writing and crafting but also through fashion.
Let me take you back…where my journey with fashion started.
I’ve always been a very feminine person. I liked dressing up as typical feminine characters like princesses and really kind of feminine versions of everything.
I remember that I was probably around 7 years old and I wanted to wear my favourite dress to school, mom said no and I got so upset, I just really badly wanted to be extra cute for school. Next step in my fashion journey was around when I, a 10 year old sat down with my mom because I wanted to talk to her about my clothes, I just said that I didn’t want her to buy me any more colourful clothes, I had seen like 2 really cool alternative looking people in my hometown and I desperately wanted to befriend them, except they where about 15 and didn’t exactly want to hang out with a 10 year old. I just thought those people where so beautiful, I was never uneasy around them or feeling scared by their look.
Around 2007 (when I was 10) there where a youth magazine called ”Okej” in Sweden. I was subcribed to them and I was flicking through one of them and I saw this ad for the shop called ”shock”. The ad was really intriguing so I searched up the website and the fashion those cool people I’d seen before wear where all pretty much there.
I stalked that website for so many years, and when I finally got to the physical store in Stockholm, I died of excitement. That is where my fashion journey really started, because I’d gotten my hands on some exciting clothing and I just wanted to never wear anything else but them. I’ve always been a whole lot more on a higher level than regular people when I feel a certain feeling. Like when I’m happy I feel really really happy and with all other feelings too, they’re kind of exaggerated ( I guess?).
So maybe you can imagine what all that excitement and happiness did to me, finding that kind of fashion changed my life, both in a good and bad way. Good because I felt right at home, switching from different colours and styles. Until I was 14. I took it way too seriously. It became a commitment to me, taking everything so literally. It stressed me out in my teens, I was supposed to keep my alternative look together and get good grades and work out and aah I just feel anxious writing about those years.
People started saying that I was weird looking, maybe because I shifted styles of clothing so much, I wanted to be a sweet lolita, goth, fairy kei, punk, decora… you name it. Miight have been standing out from the crowd a bit since my hometown is so, so small. They didn’t get me. I started surpressing my eclectic side in fashion to become full blown dark looking, because people could easily ask why I was wearing that and I could just point to goth, now they had a word and could easily look it up if they wanted, maybe that made me less of a weirdo. They could see that I was inside a box as well, because forbid all those who break out of them. I was now limiting myself, putting myself in a strict box where I didn’t belong. Everything I put on my body had to be dark colour and everything just fell apart. I pretty much lost my love for fashion because of this.
But then, in my very late teens and now, soon at 20 I stopped taking everything so seriously and just started expressing my feelings, my love for clothing and celebrating my own unique human being on days when I feel like it instead…
Life is seriously too short to be lived inside of a box society created to easily identify and limit people. There’s really no harm in breaking out of them, expressing your own personal fashion style. It’s so much more fun out of there, I promise.
To me fashion is fun, a symbol of freedom, experimental, not too serious, a way of expressing feelings and artistic visions.
I wrote this, not only for my blog but for myself to look back on whenever I get confused by all these boxes people want me to go inside of.
I’m a very eclectic person, never have been anything other than that, never will be. I like the freedom of it you know. I just really like being free and able to do what I want.